Mishal returned to his room, sulking in the dark. He hated himself for the way he spoke to her. He was terrible and he knew it, but how could he change out of a set of ways he’d grown up in? He wished it were simple, but important things are rarely simple.
He removed his heavy night robe; it was far too warm for that, but perhaps it was just his own heat giving him that impression. Mishal wallowed in his own self pity, disgust, and resulting hatred.
Mishal examined his hand. The warm trim glow of his skin was that magic that flowed in his blood. He was temperamental inside and out; it was inescapable.
With a simple thought, his fingers ignited with an artificial flame. He watched that flame twist and shift, never the same shape it was before. How he wished he could be that fluid. If only he could change on a whim and be a far better version of himself.
He scoffed and extinguished his cursed fire. A gift, they called it, but he knew better. This was a predestined curse. The fates were a cruel bunch, and if Mishal ever met them, he’d make sure to set them on fire.
chunky and funky? funcking chugnin. chuggy and flebyy? goggles
This aged poorly. The Amazon rainforests are on fire. Some places are experiencing half a seasons rain in just a few hours. Already, some places near coastlines are being flooded. It’s also called climate change because it’s for the long term. Yes, it’s a natural thing, but human interaction has sped it up and worsened it - climate change will also involve unpredictable weather patterns, dangerous weather, etc etc. Already, some countries which are already hot are becoming hotter. Some countries that don’t get snow are getting snow. But alright, don’t believe in climate change. That’s your choice, I suppose.
((Context, was in a debate.))
What the heck is that sound
(was scripting for my comic lol)
(Oh boy I remember this quite clearly. So this is not written by me except the first sentence, I ran this through an AI and so… uh this is what it came up with lol)
Who is Sam and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)?
Well, not quite. Both andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) and Sam are from the same family. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) was born in 1971 and has lived in the state of Arizona most of his life. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) was raised in Los Angeles and moved to Arizona to be with his wife when his family moved to Utah. However, he has been living in Arizona ever since and it has been Sam's home for the last 13 years.
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is an outstanding person and as such, has been chosen by both Sam and his father, Mike, to represent them on this board. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is the only other person who represents Sam and his father on the board. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is the only person who truly represents the Sam & andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) family. He makes sure his opinions are always in the background and only shown to the public when it's most important. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is a very kind and giving man.
Sam and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) are both very good with information and have both received college credit in computer science. Both Sam and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) share a fond passion for the Internet and especially reddit, a well known board on the network called /r/technology. Sam is also a gamer, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) has a very high ping who has trouble playing asynchronously. He also likes to play with the Internet meme meme, he's known as 'Eli_Goblin'. Their favorite food is hamburgers, they also have very particular dietary needs which we will detail later in this post.
Sam and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) are both incredibly bright young men whose life's dreams are being shattered all around them. They are determined and talented. They are trying to make a difference but they know this isn't something easy. These are students at a highly competitive prep school who are being put in an impossible situation. These are the same kids who have had a family member die and are left with nothing that resembles a future. This would be the perfect home for these young men to learn to find meaning and direction in their lives.
But then, in the middle of their freshman year, andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s mother is diagnosed with breast cancer. This is a tragedy that hits like a train when you can almost imagine it coming through your walls. But andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s world is shaken even further when he realizes she is being supported by the school's dean who is also a cancer survivor. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is devastated and he does not know what to do. He doesn't know if he has the emotional capacity for the task. If he stays with his father he knows he would lose what little support he has from his grandfather. He decides to leave and attend the funeral of his father. He is soon reunited with his father and they meet again after a year, but the son soon grows distant after his mother dies, and it becomes difficult to trust him.
The night buzzed with the sounds of crickets and frogs, Night sky tinted purple, millions of stars shining down. It would have been peaceful, if it had not been for the procession of forlorn humans making their way deep into the forest. Celeste watched with mild amusement from her perch in the sky. The humans did this sometimes; leaving a sacrifice to keep her from destroying their precious village. She smirked. Though she was invisible to the humans, she could tell that the older ones could feel her presence. She glanced down on the poor mortal they were giving up to her. Yes, she would do well for what Celeste intended.
Skin is lighter than King’s, but still pretty dark. Think like, a dark caramel type deal. Really dark grey eyes that definitely almost look black, and very much seem to know more about everything than you. The shape she gets from her dad’s side. 5’8. Her hair is almost always covered by a light grey hijab, or her special Hero hijab, but her hair is dark brown. Gangly and shit.
Catherynne M. Valente(Fabulous writer.)
"'I'd get in trouble' sounds kind of like a bullshit excuse."
In a flash, in place of the conversation starter, Adelphie appeared in my backpack, screaming wildly.
“So basically it’s incredibly haunted…”
“Hey, for the price the demon from The Exorcist could be the housemaid and I wouldn’t care,” Connor said into his phone to his buddy Nick on the other side. “I mean if you’re really concerned you could always come over to protect me.”
Nick laughed a little too loudly. “God no. It’s your life and if you get possessed it’s definitely not my fault.”
“Hey, if I die I’m totally haunting you.” Conner was walking down his new street to his new house. He was in the middle of moving into it and the moving truck still sat outside the door.
“That’s your right as an american,” Nick replied. “I gotta go, but really, be careful. They wouldn’t have warned you if there wasn’t anything to worry about.” The phone beeped as the call ended and Conner tucked it into the pocket of his coat.
He never believed in ghosts but he had to admit that he was starting to get a little jittery. The landlord didn’t sound like he was kidding when he describing the previous tenants complants of paranormal activity. However, at this point, Conner didn’t much care. It always seemed like nothing went right for him so when he saw the pricing on the old referbished townhouse near downtown he couldn’t believe his luck.
The job search had left him incredibly frustrated and he always felt pretty lonely. He wasn’t exactly helping by moving across town from his college roomate and long-time friend Nick.
She wrinkled her nose at the memory of the man, sneering slightly. "Unfortunately. He's a man I'd love t' gut like a fish." She mulled over the bit of information he'd given her, still a bit uncomfortable with her own sharing, but knowing it was the best way to get anything out of him. An eye for an eye. "Ya ever slept in a nest?" Her eyes opened suddenly,
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